[ The greeting was short and... well not sweet, because Gaelio can't really do sweet anymore, but it was relatively painless. He'd been walking through, caught a glimpse of someone who may have seemed familiar; a blonde head, a small pair of feet, or an obnoxiously familiar and welcome voice. None of them have turned up familiar to him, but this time he's accidentally held up someone for a brief second while making sure.
So he greeted him and gave him a small apology, fully intending to continue on with his life when... the patch comes to be and catches his eye.
That's actually pretty endearing, kiddo. ]
You're new to this city?
[ That's a pretty good way of telling, Gaelio thinks. They've been warned to be careful about who they tell their refugee status to, but since this happened to him once... hm. ]
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So he greeted him and gave him a small apology, fully intending to continue on with his life when... the patch comes to be and catches his eye.
That's actually pretty endearing, kiddo. ]
You're new to this city?
[ That's a pretty good way of telling, Gaelio thinks. They've been warned to be careful about who they tell their refugee status to, but since this happened to him once... hm. ]